As Spock stepped inside, a weak flash of white light almost seemed to bar the way, but died a moment later. The remnants of the shielding, perhaps?
Within, it was a perfect blend of the Terran Empire's learned methods and ones of the Vulcan Elders. The building was neat, clean, almost barren, yet still held a design that could be accounted to the military styling of the Romans. It was a corridor lined in neat compartments, each labeled in both Vulcan and Terran. There were thousands of compartments, each locked with a very old fashion sort of keyhole lock. The corridor went straight into the distance, the length unknown.
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Date: 2009-09-12 04:35 am (UTC)Within, it was a perfect blend of the Terran Empire's learned methods and ones of the Vulcan Elders. The building was neat, clean, almost barren, yet still held a design that could be accounted to the military styling of the Romans. It was a corridor lined in neat compartments, each labeled in both Vulcan and Terran. There were thousands of compartments, each locked with a very old fashion sort of keyhole lock. The corridor went straight into the distance, the length unknown.